Black Poetry : Woke up in the Mornig....

Woke up in the morning
You were not there
After the night
We had last night
I expected
I wanted
I had hoped
I woke up in the morning
Expecting
Wanting
Needing
But you were not there
I can still feel the imprint
Of your midnight stubble
Between my thighs
Your scent embedded deep between my breasts
Woke up in the morning
Feeling the whisper of your caress
Down the small of my back
Catching your breath
Against my ear
The sound of your voice
Moaning sweet something’s
But you were not there
I tried hard to remember
Every moment of last night
Every touch every caress
Every
Lick
Woke up in the morning
You were not there
Then memory struck
With glaring clarity
You were never there
Not next to me
Not in me
Not with me
Only in my dreams
In my fantasies
In my hopes
Woke up in the morning
But
You were not there

With your words you capture the lonely heart
making them feel apart
Of even the desperate moments when hope
seems to fade.
With all the thought that you create , yet it
is beauty you have made.
Never doubt that passion that dwells within
your soul goes un-noticed...and it shall surely
be claimed!!!!!!!
This was just heart wrenching and poignant
and FAB-U-LOUS!
BLESSINGS ON YA HOUSE! ALWAYS...